So after our
Griswald family trip to Wallyworld last vacation, which was in October 2009, I was a wee bit nervous when it came time to plan our trip for this summer.
We did not even attempt to take a vacation last summer, since it was chock full of super fun activities like moving to our new house and me having a hysterectomy.
We were more than ready for a vacation this summer.
Our destination was North Carolina’s Blue Ridge Mountains. I found a lovely cabin in Blowing Rock and booked it for a week. We were excited, but wondering if history was about to repeat.
Ever the optimist, I purchased a large bucket at Lowe’s and crammed it full of beach towels to take on our trip. (You know, in case the barfing started in the van.) I also packed extra blankets, because I planned to take the fancy comforters off of the beds in our rental when we got there…not wanting our boys to stain the lovely bedding. (You know, in case the barfing started in the middle of the night.)
What the what, you say?
Oh…yes. I knew that there would be barfing. I just knew it.
And there was.
I believe that it’s long been established here that Doug and I are out of our minds.
Which is why it will not be a surprise that we have these pictures in our vacation album. My sister Lori thinks that we’ve found our Christmas card photo in this batch.
Waiting for the next round…
Noah’s turn came earlier in the week, but we don’t have pictures of that because he did his barfing in the middle of the night and all over the bathroom floor at Tweetsie Railroad.
Believe it or not, we still had a fabulous vacation. Really. Lots more pictures to come, but here are a few from about 12 hours before the above scene, taken at Grandfather Mountain…
See? It wasn’t all puking. In fact, most of it was pretty stinkin’ fantastic.
More pictures to come…